It's been going on for years now, He's in my days, around when I am sad, we go on trips together ... sometimes I don't understand what he says, but that's no problem. His velvet voice fills my dreams and then we dance the nights away.
We first met about 35 years ago, we used to have lunch together everyday at that romantic coffee shop, with it's smouldering spanish interior, then we would rush off our separate ways again. Ah to be young again.
Many years later when the opportunity came up to visit his homeland, I grabbed it with both hands. To walk on the beaches of the Costa del Sol where he once left his footprints. Order Paella for 2 at a resturant, but it's a girlfriend I share with. To visit the Alhambra Palace on the Hill there in Seville, with it many water features and Morrish Beauty. Silvery droplets shining in the sun as they fall in a pond. He had just left......
Then we meet again .... the crowd were all there to see him, dressed in their finest, the air was thick with perfume, lights dimmed a little, while a couple danced the Tango. The velvet voice joined them, seranading us with songs like Crazy ... My Love ... Moonlight Lady ... Crazy in Love ... To All the Girls I've Loved Before ...and all those thing he whispered before. He had aged a little but nothing changed his velvet voice. Finally the music stopped and Julio Iglesias bid us Good Night.
Our Daughters now listen to his Son and float away on a cloud ....
Until next time
Rina
A little chance to do some painting
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A friend posted a back to school photo of her and her mini me. It was a
perfect little snapshot of joy. I loved it so much, I just had to do a
quick mixed ...
1 year ago
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